POETRY BY OUR KIDS AT MARY'S ACADEMY

Loveable
Nice, Gorgeous
Caring, Loving, Laughing
I Miss You
My Mother

Debra


Regret
Disrespectful, Lonely
Manipulating, Stealing, Lying
I Would Take It All Back If I Could
Drugs

Stephanie


Anger is black.

I feel the funk
Bumping from my
Heart to hands.

I try to kickback
But I want to get
At it with fight.

I can't because I'm
Being held back.
When I'm held back
It feels like I'm behind
Prison bars trying to fight.

I get like a bulldog when
People jock my stilo. I know
I'm crazy beautiful but you don't
Have to hate. You got nothing
On me, baby.

Victoria


Anger is like an orange low rider
It's ugly and it goes up and
down.
Anger is like a big white shark
When it gets mad, it attacks
Without warning.
Sometimes when I'm angry I feel
Like a monster truck. I just
Wanna run you over baby.
Cause Imma pick the world up
And Imma drop it on your head.
Anyways, anger is messed up
Cause it eats you up and
Shrivels you up like a raisin.

Barbara


Anger is like a storm
It can come and go whenever.
It rushes through like bees in a swarm
The red hot color in your face
Matches the blazing horizon of the desert.
The sun begins to set and thunder rolls in,
Rain washing away the adrenaline in my veins
Then finally the churning feeling in my stomach
Diminishes.

Bridget


Adan

My son has the cutest expressions
His laugh makes me smile and giggle
Most of all, he's mommy's boy
Nothing would ever come between us...

Adan is a gift from above.
He's my little Angel from the Heavens.
He's soft as silk and just shines.

Adan is very innocent.
He brings joy to everyone.
When he grows up, he's going to be the same.

Cathy


Baby Valerie,
Beautiful as she can be
Enjoyable as me
Innocent like an angel
Till they grow up.
Smiles in my face when
She wakes up.
Clean like a soft bear
She's my Cuddy Wubby that
Will always be there for me.
She'll always be my little angel
Who reminds me of me.

Stephanie


Momma and daddy created
A baby.
A beautiful one at that.
The innocence of a
Child.
The smell of a
Newborn.
That first kick in
Momma's stomach told us
You were special.
All the supplies we
Must get for your arrival.
Powder.
Diapers.
Oils.
Only for the best.
The pain of pushing you
Out.
But the joy of seeing
You for the first time
Your soft skin.
Beautiful smile.
Daddy's tears the
Moment he laid eyes
On you.
As you sleep
We watch hypnotized
Thinking of the innocence
The enjoyable moments
To come.
Well, at least till you grow
Up.

Patricia


My love is unconditional

I'll love you always your
Smile, your eyes your
Feet, hands and tummy.
I love you baby I love you
God answered my prayers and
Gave me you I loved you
Before I saw you
Before I felt you I love you
It's crazy how much I love you
You're my everything.

When I look in your beautiful big brown
eyes
I start to cry
I see those shiny innocent eyes looking up
at me
With those brown eyes I can't say no
They're hypnotizing
The purity and innocence is overwhelming
God made you perfect
He made you mine and your dad's and
You will always be loved, no matter what.

Chelsea


She is my mom.

She is like my other half. She is good and she is bad but she is
still my mom. She stayed with our drunk father, let him beat her, and
beat us, but she is still my mom... She forgets our birthdays and
doesn't call us on holidays. She had a chance to keep us, but blew
it, and yet she is still my mom.

Beyond it all, being a mom is hard work and that she still tries
makes her the best mom and, for trying, I admire her, because she is
my mom.

Maria